Alasdair mhic cholla ghasda Songtext
von Capercaillie

Alasdair Mhic o ho
Cholla Ghasda
As do laimh-s′ gun o ho
Earbainn tapaidh trom eile

Chall eile bho chall a ho ro
Chall eile bho chall a ho ro
Chall eile huraibh i chall a ho ro

'S haoi o ho trom eile

As do laimh-s′ gun o ho
Earbainn tapaidh o ho
Mharbhadh Tighearna o ho
Ach-nam-Breac leat trom eile

'S ged 's beag mi fhein o ho
Bhuail mi ploc air o ho
Chuala mi′n de o ho
Sgeul nach b′ait leam trom eile


Chuala mi'n de o ho
Sgeul nach b′ait leam o ho
Glaschu a bhith o ho
Dol 'na lasair trom eile

Glaschu a bhith o ho
Dol ′na lasair o ho
'S Obair-Dheathain o ho
′N deidh a chreachadh trom eile

Alasdair, Son of Gallant Coll

Alasdair, son of exile Cholla
In your hand I would entrust deeds
The Lord of Ach-nam-breac would be
Killed by you

He would be buried at the edge of the loch
And although I would get a bow,
I heard yesterday a sad story
That Glasgow was going down
And Aberdeen is being pillaged